Ride and Cut

"My lord!" Accompanied by the sound of intensive horseshoes, two centaur galloping towards Richard, the sweat from the lower body has turned the fur into dark brown, and panting loudly said: "Fifteen miles to the northwest, a large number of enemies Coming, there are cavalry!"

　　 "It's finally here, I can't wait."

　　 Richard waved them back to the team. These centaur recruits are very good laymen as scouts, and their intelligence value is limited. How many cavalry, how many infantry, and whether there are powerful units, it is all unclear.

　　 The desolate and low horn sounded from the wooden building, and Gaoshan Fort began to mobilize urgently.

　　 Swords and guns were unsheathed, the armor was on, the heavy footsteps were noisy, and there seemed to be a solemn chill in the gentle wind.

　　 Richard is putting on three layers of heavy armor with the help of caravan servants. The innermost layer is wrapped in chain mail, the middle is the plate chain armor produced by the system, and the outer layer is covered with large-sized tie armor, fully armed to the teeth.

　　 "Master Richard, I have studied a systematic military course. What is your combat plan? Do you need mercenaries to cooperate." The solemn atmosphere of Alpine Fort has also infected Annie somewhat, and she is worried about the upcoming war.

"First let go two rounds of arrows and kill more than a dozen. Then take someone to rush and kill seventy or eighty, and the rest will naturally collapse. At this time, follow along and kill." Richard said while adjusting his armor. .

　　 "Is this the plan?" Annie looked like a lunatic.

　　 "Otherwise?" Richard tightened the belt around his waist and strode out of the wooden building.

　　 The three layers of armor weighed at least three hundred pounds, enough to crush the spine of a workhorse, but his legs and feet were as flexible as a human being.

　　 "Boss." Gunther wore a huge horned helmet with a grin, and behind him was a barbarian warrior dressed in perseverance and murderous aura.

　　 "My lord." Hutt was stroking his luggage, and the centaur next to him were holding long bows and two pots of arrows hanging from their waists.

　　 The gap between the recruits and the veterans is undoubtedly revealed at this moment-the barbarians are all long and calm, and a few centaur herdsmen have been kicking in turn, obviously a little nervous.

　　 Richard looked around and nodded in silence.

　　 "Just line up here."

　　The hills extend to a large area with slight slopes. It would be a fool if this terrain is not used. The effect of gravity is very advantageous for the defender.

　　 The waiting time before the battle is always exceptionally long. Richard sat on the horse and waited for nearly two hours with his feet cocked before he waited until the bandits slowly emerged from the horizon.

　　 "They have more than five hundred and nearly six hundred people." Annie reminded in a low voice that her elven descent made her vision far beyond others.

　　 The total strength of Gaoshan Fort is only seventy people, even with the mercenaries with combat effectiveness, it is not even ninety. Simply count it and know that the opponent has a full six times the number of advantages!

　　 In such an extremely disadvantaged situation, Richard also intends to detain the mercenaries to serve as a reserve team, and only use the main attack of Gaoshan Fort. The actual comparison of the forces between the two sides was 70 to 500, and the gap was further widened to eight times.

　　 Annie couldn't help but grabbed the corner of her clothes, her palms were full of sweat. According to her understanding of the military, such a wide disparity was even enough to support a tragic siege. I don't know where the lord of the mountain fort was so indifferent.

　　 "Yeah." Richard squinted his eyes to observe the approaching enemy forces.

　　 Frankly speaking, he was a little surprised, but not simply because of the crowds.

　　 And the previous kind of people swarming together, what kind of guy uses what kind of typical wilderness fighting style is different, the group of bandits in front of them is actually roughly divided by arms.

　　 There are seven or eight werewolf cavalry on the left and right, each riding a wolf, running back and forth in the direction of the main force.

　　 Werewolves are a very brave and aggressive race, accustomed to tame wolves as partners and mounts. The blood connection makes the werewolf and the wolf often have a very high tacit understanding, and the natural alertness and keen sense of smell are the best candidates for scouts.

　　 The center is a huge and bloated infantry group. Among a large number of wolves, werewolves, and savages, there are also a large number of hobgoblin fighters who are responsible for maintaining discipline, so that the entire formation will not disintegrate in the process of advancing.

　　 What is even more surprising is that the front row of infantry is actually holding a variety of shields.

　　 Although it is not difficult to see that these shields are all made from door panels, and their defenses are worrying, Richard still wiped his eyes twice before he could believe it.

　　 At this time, even if a few archers were drilled out after the battle, it wouldn't be surprising for him to prepare two rounds of firepower in a decent manner, because there must be some savvy robbers.

　　 Although it is very shabby, it is already the embryonic form of an army.

　　 "What shall we do?" Annie noticed that the barbarian who stood in the front had the most indifferent expression, and the mercenary hiding in the back had the palest face.

　　 "Prepare to meet the enemy." Richard picked up a sentence and trot to face the wind chasing behemoth.

　　 His movements are very light, but the weight of the three-layer armor is not for nothing, and every step leaves a lot of footprints behind him.

The band of robbers who are advancing aggressively obviously paused~www.novelmt.com~The black iron-eating armadillo sat on the back of a knight in three layers of armor, as if the whole body was made of steel, and the slightest movement would make people sore. The sound of iron friction.

　　 The hill-like behemoth turned slowly, and the steel knight on his back grabbed the four-bladed giant lance. The heavy lance is not more difficult to control than a single sword in his hand. The knight waved twice, and the dull whistling sound made people frightened.

　　 just standing there without moving, people can't help but imagine how much the land will collapse once the charge is launched.

　　 Annie originally didn't understand why Alpine Fort could maintain morale under a huge troop disadvantage, but now she vaguely understands that this heavy cavalry can also top a hundred infantry according to the most conservative estimate.

　　The hobgoblin who maintained the military discipline used a wooden stick to slam the stopped bandit, causing the whole army to slowly start advancing again.

　　 "God gave them a good time to survive, but they don't know how to cherish it." Richard buttoned his helmet, his face hidden by the ferocious iron plate. With both legs clamped hard, the heavy iron-eating armadillo stepped forward.

　　 On both sides of him are barbarian warriors who follow closely, forming a V-shaped assault arrow, and Richard is the sharpest point of this V-shaped.

　　 Arrows came earlier than them.

　　 The centaur gathered in the rear, raised their arms high and threw a feather arrow into the robber array. Their archery frequency is not fast, but the rhythm is very stable, the longbow will cause a miserable howl every time the bowstrings quake.

　　 The robbers couldn't imagine that they had specially prepared shields to defend against long-range strikes, but they had nothing to do with the centaur arc projectile.

　　 Those rain of arrows skipped over the top of the shield's hand, but swooped into the array like a eagle falcon, and instantly knocked down a dozen robbers who thought they were safe!